Chapter 88
At first light, Seolhwa rose as always and made her way toward the training ground.
Namgoong Cheongun, who had stayed up late accepting drinks from the clan’s elders, was still fast asleep—so she stepped out quietly.
But she didn’t head toward the outer courtyard.
Knowing full well that the Red Dragon Division members were likely in the same state as Cheongun, she had already sent word through Ryeong the night before that morning drills would be canceled.
Instead, she turned toward the training ground reserved for the direct line of the inner household—a place she hadn’t visited in some time. It was there she had first tested the sword given to her by Seop Mugwang.
As she arrived and was about to step through the gate, Seolhwa suddenly halted.
“Hah! Haaah!”
Contrary to her expectation that the training ground would be deserted following the banquet, the sharp cries of martial exertion rang from within.
It was a surprise, but not an unnatural one. The Namgoong Clan was, after all, a martial family—and diligence in training was to be expected from some.
Still, she was curious. Who would be here at this hour?
Moving forward again, she entered the training ground—and found a completely unexpected figure.
Namgoong Woong?